Konoha’s People, Konoha’s Future

"..." In that instant, Shinnō thought of many things. Chaotic thoughts flooded his mind, and a bitter smile gradually appeared on his face. "It shouldn't be free, should it?" Just as he had expected, Yun Chuan shook his head and smiled. "In my creed, fate and price are synonymous." With that, he extended his left hand toward Shinnō, and a small crack slowly split open on his thumb. Seeing a drop of blood seep from that crack, Shinnō subconsciously widened his eyes and held his breath.